¶1
Irmos: Thou hast come, O my Lord, as a light into the world: a holy light turning from the darkness of ignorance those who hymn Thee with faith.
¶2
O unblemished Ewe-lamb! Our God, the Lamb, maketh haste to enter thy womb, taking away our offenses.
¶3
As it is written, the mystic rod doth gradually blossom forth a divine Flower, manifesting it to us from the root of Jesse.
¶4
Ripening like a vineyard at the cry of the angel, O Virgin, prepare thou to put forth the ripe and incorrupt Cluster.
¶5
Be glad, O Isaiah, thou greatest of the prophets, for the Virgin of whom thou didst prophesy conceived the Angel of great Counsel in her womb.
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.